Finally, after many, many years, Luke sees that it would be more respectful to me to carry and keep his cell phone on --so we can communicate. Today, we really needed to keep in touch. I was going in one direction and he was going in another. When I tried to call him, guess what--his phone was turned off.
I got mad. By the time I got home, I was even more angry. BUT . . . quietly I told him how I felt. The good deed was --quietly-- and I was able to pull back on anger. So . . . we didn't fight.
Good Deed no 2: We were leaving Em and Bobby's home, heading for Handel's Ice Cream. Luke was supposed to follow Bobby (who knew where he was going). We didn't have our GPS and he wouldn't follow Bobby. He got turned around and did something in traffic (well I won't say, but it wasn't safe). In the past, I would have told the kids--partly because it scares me . . .
and partly because I'm angry. Don't risk my car and my safety. Eventually we found our way to Handel's. I didn't say anything. We ate our ice cream with peace and good feelings.
GD's carry blessings.

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